Prologue
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My hands rested on the hospital’s Church altar as I bent my head, muttering prayers for Papa. He had just gone into a coma, after hearing that my only brother had died during the collapse of a storey building at Lagos.
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Prologue
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My hands rested on the hospital’s Church altar as I bent my head, muttering prayers for Papa. He had just gone into a coma, after hearing that my only brother had died during the collapse of a storey building at Lagos.
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